Pandora remained on the bar stool, clutching her cheek. She refused to let herself succumb to tears and let him win.

"Go." He said simply.

Pandora released her cheek and stood up. She looked directly into his chest, seeing as how he was much taller than her. After a second of standing she retreated to her room.

"Stupid. Stupid! STUPID!" She shouted.

Harsh blows were being landed on the rice bag that hung from the ceiling. She never ceased.

Hit after hit. After hit. After hit. After hit.

A red smear began decorating the bag in contrast to its cream color.

Groaning in distress, she collapsed, turning into her feline form to lay unconscious.

Pandora finally woke. She slowly opened her eyes to take in her surroundings. Nothing had even slightly changed. It hadn't for the past few years she stayed there.

Well good morning to me. She thought, yawning as she got up onto her paws to stretch.

Pandora lazily walked into her bathroom which was connected to her room. She transformed into her human form. It was in poor condition. She was sickly looking.

The broken mirror showed fragments of her to herself.

Her raven hair was oily. Tangled. And it wasn't the short, curly hair she kept it as a few years ago. Now it was long and straight. It had grown out due to her having no one to cut it for her.

Another fragment showed her cheek. Where she remembered being struck by the pale haired man. The skin was cracked. Like thick porcelain. A gash was in a hexagon shape. Cracks branched off of the tips. They didn't go very far though. It was slightly discolored, it was a deeper tan tone. Blood stained underneath it. The gash itself wasn't very large. It was the size of the tip of a cotton swab. It formed from the use of Tomura's quirk. It caused the small amount of skin, that made contact with his knuckle, decay. It would serve as a reminder of her place in the world.

She took a deep breath and dipped her head down to the sink. As she did so, she caught a bit of what she smelt like. She scrunched her nose up in disgust.

Why do I smell so bad? She contemplated.

Without hesitation she slipped the dress sized hoodie over her head. She stood in complete nakedness in front of her mirror. Thin lines of discolored scars decorated her porcelain skin. There were none that would be visible to anyone at first glance.

But further up, on her shoulder. A great, scarlet colored burn remained. LOV. It was written on top of each other, it was nearly impossible to actually read. It was branded into her skin after she was given to the league.

Two young parents sat in a grey room, a brown couch beneath them. Their eyes looked dead and sorrowful. A young child sat in the floor. Three years of age. She was skinny. Had near white skin; long ,dark colored hair braided to reach the floor; and large, jade eyes that glowed in spite of the bland world. She had small toy cars, one in each of her tiny hands. She held them, almost as if she didn't know what to do with them. Atop her head was a pair of rounded, jet black ears. The ears of a cat. A long tail that matched the ears upon her head. It was sticking out from the leg of shorts of the overalls she was wearing.

The couple sat, watching her sadly. Their fingers were intertwined. Her head laid on his shoulder while he sat straight.

Her mother. A plain woman. Her hair was a dull, brown color. Her skin was tan, she had gray eyes, no defining features. She wasn't built any specific way. No curves, no shape. Her name was Taki Taki. She had a dominate, animal related quirk. She could understand the noises made by mammals. She was only a housewife and had no ties to the world.

Her father. A boring man. Sandy colored hair, olive skin. His eyes were a dull blue that held no emotion anymore. He wasn't muscular to say the least. His name was Shiro Taki. His quirk was also a strong animal quirk. He could take on the physical abilities of animals that he studied; such as sight, senses, and instincts.

The couple once was in love. In fact, so in love that they married a week after meeting. They shared so much joy and love until one day. Taki had started getting sick, only to find that she was going to have a child.

At first the couple was over joyed at the thought of having a child. When she was born they realized the harsh reality of raising a child.

So they put her on the street:

It was extremely dangerous for the young toddler. In order to survive she remained entirely on her feline instincts. This meant she resides in her feline form most of the time. She hid in the black alleys, she killed people to survive. She lived off human flesh to avoid starving.

She was responsible for many deaths of civilians, gangsters, and even a few pro heroes. No one was ever able to catch her as the guilty party because she hid most of the time. She moved through multiple cities until she arrived at the doorstep of the League of Villains. By then she had been on the streets for three years. When they took the child she was beaten down, nearly killed by god knows what.

She was unable to speak or do any normal things. She attacked the people there which resulted in her getting all the scars she now has. Eventually she learned to speak, resist instincts, and obey the orders of the League. They made her into a tool to be used for what ever they needed.

After years of residing within the league, Pandora was given to Tomura and Kurogiri to aid them in their killing of All Might.